Dad had arranged for all of the furniture to be brought from the house so I didn't really have to do anything. He told me to come in the evening becau...e he wanted to surprise me with something. I was so excited that I wanted to dress up a little. Even though it was cold as hell I put on a cute little black dress with a black choker and my black high heeled boots. Under it, I wore a black thong but no bra, partially because I wouldn't be able to hide my bra straps and also because...You know.... "Swallow it!" Another expression of distaste as an audible gulp came from her. Then Mistress released her bindings and told her to get dressed. That evening after dinner, Mistress told me she wanted to share her bed with me that night. When Donna went to her room for the night, Mistress led me to her room. She stripped and sat on the edge of her bed with her legs apart. I knelt before her and performed oral servitude until she climaxed. Then she got on the bed and invited me in. "You want to. His tongue kept up its relentless stroking and sucking of her clit and he was rewarded with the tightening of her muscles and a new taste as she came hard. His cock was now desperate to be inside her and he could feel the butt plug in him. She got off the bed and leant down over his face to kiss him, loving how she could taste herself on him. His hands came up around her back as she kissed him. Although she had told him not to move he couldn’t help it – all he could smell, all he could taste. They didn’t have Him.It took her two months or more to accept he was just what he presented himself to be. She just knew it had to be an act, some studied performance or sociopath defense mechanism at work. No one was that in control of themselves. No one moved that perfectly. No one didn’t fuck up at least half the time. No one went about their life constantly respected and respecting others that way. Eventually, she grew tired of trying to wake herself up from a dream. “Okay,” she finally.